Chapter 1: Poetry and Distance

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"Gao Xiaosong said that life is not only about what is in front of you, but also about poetry and distance!"

"I especially agree with Mr. Gao's point of view, if you have been spinning in the same place all your life, how can you appreciate the thousands of miles of snow drifting in the north and the four seasons of spring in the south and those different scenery on the way!"

"So at the end of the program, I would like to suggest to the audience and friends, while you are young and time is still there, carry your bags, take brave steps, and pursue your poems and distances!"

"Okay, that's all for today's trip Shanshan, I'm your dear Shanshan, we'll meet tomorrow at the same time!"

"Infertility, but also get the ...... of sending children"

When this strange advertisement sounded on a broken radio on the table, Jiang Yu, who was leaning on the sofa, reached out and turned it off.

"Alas!"

After Jiang Yu got up from the sofa, he sighed: "Why is it that there are not even a few viewers calling the hotline for Yuan Shanshan's travel column now, is it that people don't go out to breathe now, and it is becoming popular to nest at home every day!" ”

Although Jiang Yu listens to travel programs, he is not one of the so-called travel experts on Weibo, after all, a person who has no more than 20,000 yuan in the bank and is still struggling to make ends meet is not qualified to become a travel expert.

He pays attention to these things, but he is only forced by life. But speaking of which, he did it himself!

Originally, four years ago, he still had a job in City C that was 9 to 5 in the morning, with a considerable income and very good development prospects, and he was lucky to make a female friend with good looks, high education, and high income (that is, the kind of lovers who are not yet full).

At that time, I didn't know how many people around me were envious!

It's a pity that he listened to the so-called poetry and distance, and as soon as his brain was hot, he resolutely quit his stable job and sold the two-bedroom and two-hall house that his parents left him in the city center.

With his bags on his back and more than two million house money, he set foot on the so-called distance to find the broken poem that belonged to his life.

It wasn't until I went around and around and returned to City C that I accidentally came to Zhouzhuang, which is only more than ten kilometers away from the city, and was attracted by the beautiful scenery here, and then my brain was hot again, and I used the remaining more than 1.7 million yuan to buy land here, build a house, and run the so-called B&B inn.

Although Zhouzhuang is close to the populous city of C, and there is a slightly well-known Taoist temple on the mountain next to it, it has also become a little popular by taking advantage of the vigorous development of rural tourism in the past two years.

However, because there is no formal tourism company to invest in the development, and the government does not take the lead in the construction, and in the past two years, more small town attractions with very complete facilities and equipment have emerged, which has attracted all the tourists from City C.

Therefore, Zhouzhuang gradually returned to the past life mode of working at sunrise and resting at sunset.

Even if there are a few devout believers who go to the Taoist temple on the mountain to burn incense, most of them will not stay at the inn at the foot of the mountain, and if it is really late, they will either stay at the Taoist temple or simply drive home at night.

And what's even worse is that because of Jiang Yu's spiritual cleanliness, he doesn't want to make the inn too commercial, and loses the poetry he is pursuing, so his inn is not in the center of Zhouzhuang, and the current business is not as good as day by day.

No, to be precise, his inn has no business to do now, otherwise he wouldn't have pinned his hopes on radio propaganda!

The reason why Jiang Yu would find a familiar villager today and borrow an old-fashioned radio to listen to Yuan Shanshan's travel program is because in addition to leaving 2,000 yuan of living expenses, he threw all his remaining savings, 10,000 oceans, on this program.

Starting tomorrow, the advertisement of Jiang Yu Inn will be placed in this column of 'Shanshan takes you on a trip' for a week, which is also his last effort to run the inn!

It's not that Jiang Yu doesn't know that advertising on travel websites like 'Ctrip' will have better results, but it's that he is shy in his pocket, and he can't even buy a tofu block in the corner of people's 'Ctrip' for 10,000 yuan!

If the inn's business still doesn't improve after this fight, Jiang Yu plans to transfer the house out at a low price, and then honestly go back to City C to find a new job and continue to work in a down-to-earth manner.

"Alas, I was still too young back then, otherwise I wouldn't have been fooled by a few casual words from others to resign and sell my house!"

After sighing again, Jiang Yu glanced up at the wall clock hanging on the wall of the living room and inn vestibule, and found that the hour hand had already reached eight o'clock in the evening, and the minute hand was almost six o'clock, so he simply walked out of the front hall and closed the door of the fence outside.

Speaking of Jiang Yu's inn, in fact, in addition to the location is a bit remote, his house is still good, not only sitting in the south and facing north, with two large courtyards of hundreds of square meters in front and back, but also built a 4 by 10 meters swimming pool in the front yard, which can be used by tourists to cool off in summer.

As long as there are two tables and a few chairs in the backyard, you can have a lively BBQ, or have a drink with friends, and experience Li Bai's pride in wine and singing!

Moreover, in addition to the load-bearing walls of the three-story house, the CBD glass curtain wall is used all around, and the lighting is not generally good.

Although in addition to his own bedroom, there are only three 25-square-meter standard rooms and two 50-square-meter suites for rent, but he has spent a lot of effort on the configuration, not only TV, Internet, telephone, but also indoor toilets, washrooms and the like.

That's why Jiang Yu often sighs, it's not that he doesn't work hard, but that the tourism market is too impermanent!

After closing the courtyard gate fenced by the fence, Jiang Yu was just about to turn around and go back to the house, planning to wash and sleep, recuperate his spirits, and go to the city tomorrow to buy some drinks and drinks for the tenants who might come to patronize after listening to the column 'Shanshan takes you on a trip', on the gravel path leading to the house at the courtyard gate, he found a finger-sized silver ring that flashed under the light of the courtyard.

"What is this that still reflects?"

Driven by curiosity, Jiang Yu bent down and picked up the silver ring and put it in the palm of his hand.

"There is neither made in China engraved on it, nor is there an imprint such as AU750, it should be just a polished handicraft gadget, not worth a few dollars!"

Jiang Yuzai carefully examined the silver ring and made sure that it was not a valuable thing, and then put it on the tail finger of his left hand.

Then he stepped on the gravel path, hummed Jacky Cheung's song, walked into the front hall of the inn, turned off all the electric lights in the courtyard and the first floor one by one, and returned to his bedroom on the third floor.

"Didi......, search for highly intelligent creatures that meet the binding requirements, and start the binding process!"

Just as he got into the bed, turned off the light and prepared to go to bed, there was a burst of electronic sounds that he didn't understand at all.

"What the hell?"

The sudden sound startled Jiang Yu, who was lying in the bed, and hurriedly stretched out his hand to turn on the lamp on the bedside table.

Just as he stretched his right hand out of the quilt and just touched the switch of the lamp, a burst of electricity came out of it, as if it had been located, and went straight down his right hand, using his body as the medium, straight into the ring he wore on the tail finger of his left hand......

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